Evelyn Eclair is a daughter from a wealthy family.She has soft blonde hair , an unusually pink coloured eyes and skin as fair as snow. She had almost everything a loving father,people who admires her,wealth,beauty and also a dear friend Eloise Frances.One day while travelling to the capital with Eloise their carriage suddenly stopped.Evelyn questions Eloise but she didn’t answer and remained silent . Then she decided to check outside the carriage and found her horseman lying on the floor dead. Evelyn was shock and scared and she quickly told Eloise to run away with her far  from the carriage but Eloise doesn’t move a flinch and remained inside the carriage.Suddenly a big scary looking bandit grabbed Evelyn’s hand.“hehe this one is quite the beauty you got me Miss Eloise”why is Eloise talking comfortably with the bandit?And why is she leaving me with this guy alone?I thought I was done but then a tall man came to rescue me  ... That red bloody eyes,tall and strong,dark black hair with a dangerously handsome face is no other than the rumoured....“Duke Ian” !

(Author: LordFinn, Discord: LordFinn#6418)

Darkness. 

There was no moon tonight. It was impossible to see with the human eye. They could only hear the sound of the stream they were in. The cold water surrounding their bodies was dulling their feelings and souls.

These warriors came here to fight a shaman who was determined to have betrayed humanity. They prepared themselves for death. The spell of the sinful shaman had made them helpless. Warriors who could not resist the tide drowned. The trees they were trying to climb were dry. They only had to touch them to turn them into dust. The soil on the ground became mud and turned into a trap that swallowing people who set foot.

They threw away all the extra weights and everyone was doing their best to stay on the water. They stopped yelling for help hours ago.

Who could have saved them?

- Heyy loo her-e

- I ca n't ta k what goig on

- fffreez

- Isit i it lighttt the it the?

There was a sudden uproar among the warriors who were silently waiting for their end. Part of their faces was frozen and trembling. It was hard to understand what they were talking about.

The warriors who followed the noise finally understood what had happened. Hope. There was still hope!

There was a light slowly moving towards them.

The warriors began to swim towards the light with all their powers. Those who could not swim shouted.

[Ignite - Smoke Serpent]!

The warriors felt a slight wind towards them from the light source they were trying to reach. Something… Something was approaching them on the water. Nobody had the power to fight. They had already left behind their swords. They clenched their teeth and prepared themselves for the pain they would feel. But before they knew what had happened, all their thoughts changed.

Their bodies lightened, and they were rapidly moving towards the spot of light. No, rather, they were pulling by.

In a blink of an eye, they found themselves on a piece of land. Silly smiles appeared on their faces.

Again and again, they touched the soil under their feet. Most of them couldn't stop their tears. They could have returned home safely! They could see their families again!

Their laughter of joy interrupted by a deep and mysterious female voice. In this way, they could raise their eyes from the ground.

"Rosie... Her ability to both fire and earth elements makes it difficult to learn. I haven't taught her anything yet. Is she sleeping now…"

They were on a large island slowly moving over the water. The silhouette of thousands of people could be seen. Seven fire clusters were burning on the shores of the island. No one fed these huge clusters of fire with woods, but the flames didn't seem to slow down anytime soon.

The voice they heard was a tall, black-robed woman, staring at the darkness on the island's nose. Her body was like a fire on a candle. It was thin and curved as if it could be curled by the wind at any moment.

Woman's red long hair stretched up to her waist. She had a giant black witch hat on her head. At certain intervals, the sparks scattered from her body were dispersed in the clusters of fire surrounding the island on which they were. She had a long black wand that looked like a snake. She was drawing shapes in the air with this staff. Each time her drawing was completed, a snake from the smoke from the clusters of fire disappeared into the darkness of the night and returned after a while with wounded warriors.

At that moment all the warriors understood who this miraculous person was.

- The silent sage of the desert, Heavenly Shaman Eloise.

Realizing who saved them, the warriors saluted and kneeled after saying the name of the respected shaman. They continued their joys without making more noise.

Lady Eloise didn't respond to any of them. Her mind was with her three-year-old daughter. She had saved thousands of fighters, but the reason for doing so was not so heroic.

Since her daughter was born, her eyes had seen nothing but her daughter. Her tiny hands, her curly orange hair, her brown eyes. Nothing was able to make her happy except her daughter's smile. For Eloise, her little girl had become the meaning of life. In every sentence, she was mentioning her daughter.

What is life? Life is Rosie.

What is happiness? Happiness is Rosie.

Was love really necessary? Luca and Eloise were two Heavenly Shamans who ruled Konya, an underground city in the middle of the Konya Desert. Desert conditions were tough. It was normal for the strong to destroy the weak. There were no guilds here. Lady Eloise and her husband were made a logic marriage. Even though the couple had no feelings for one another at the beginning, the child born had tied them together.

What is love? Love is Rosie.

If her husband had not insisted, she would have ignored the Shaman Alliance's call, and she would have never joined this dangerous mission.

"She's our daughter... She will be fine"

A barely audible voice answered the woman.

The warriors could not hide their astonishment and salute in the direction of the sound.

- The silent sage of the desert, Heavenly Shaman Luca.

There was a two-meter high rock in the middle of the island they were on. At first, it didn't get their attention, but when they looked in the direction of the sound, they realized that this rock was the shaman who created the island. Although the shaman did not answer, the warriors kept their respect.

Luca, although he had the same title as his wife, was not well known. Eloise was leading all the forces in their area. Especially after becoming a mother, she quickly began to destroy all creatures.

Although no one had seen Luca's power, they did not compromise respect and turned this husband and wife into 'silent sages of the deserts'.

When the Shaman Alliance requested help from the couple to rein in Xiao Chen and the Golden Apple Tree, although Eloise wanted to refuse, Luca opposed a decision of his wife for the first time and wanted to join it.

After reconsideration, Lady Eloise also agreed with her husband.

Eloise was a shaman with a dominant element of fire, but it was not very useful in daily life and desert conditions. So she worked on many different elements, especially the wind.

Unlike her, her husband Luca was a shaman with a dominant element of earth. And he did not use any other element, just like Marwa. Her husband's resemblance to the only Godly Stage Shaman which known in history forced Eloise to take that risk. She didn't have a chance to rise to another level, but if her husband became a Godly Stage Shaman, her daughter's life would be easier and security would be increased!

Eloise couldn't have asked for more. She had taken this journey to support her husband with all her might.

In a fantastic world, some powerful shamans reached the limits of the human body and found a method to reach immortality.
But this experiment didn't work well for all of them and Marwa opened his eyes later as an apple tree.


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The Angel's Wing Foundation!
Ves never expected to encounter them in this Mastery experience! Perhaps he could gain some insights on them before he made use of his bronze invitation card.
Upon the mercenary commander's introduction, a thin man entered the conference room and reached the front. The newcomer paused and gazed at the mech pilots present with oddly serpentine eyes.
"As mentioned my your leader, my name is Moren Drenad. I am here on behalf of the remnants of an outfit that has suffered a worse fate than your mercenary corps. Over the last ten years, many fleets have all stumbled upon the Dark Sphere and became trapped inside this pocket space. As one of the earlier victims, I admire your ability to persist and survive under these arduous circumstances."
Everyone straightened their backs in pride, including Ves' host. The Insurmountable Drakes prided themselves on their perseverance!
"Unfortunately, as all of us have learned in time, the Dark Sphere possesses a valuable resource that has sent the ruling powers of the nearby star sectors crazy. While the main forces of the war has dedicated most of their efforts on fighting against each other, neither side wishes independent outfits such as your Insurmountable Drakes to make it out alive where you are in a position to expose the existence of the Dark Sphere."
Everyone knew this very well. Both the Silent Nomad and the Pure Wheel Star Sectors did everything in their power to eliminate any forces not belonging to their own. They especially did not wish for any third parties to make it out with a stash of the unique resource that could be found in the Dark Sphere!
"The indigenous astral life forms found within the heart of the Dark Sphere are extraordinary in many ways. The tissue taken from defeated Alpha Starspawn has several remarkable properties that I don't need to mention to you. It is this vital resource that has encouraged both star sectors to maintain a stranglehold on the only known exits of the Dark Sphere."
Not only that, but the spaceborn forces of both star sectors also scoured the Dark Sphere for any inadvertent stragglers in order to hunt them down to extinction. It didn't even matter if the Insurmountable Drakes hailed from the Silent Nomad Star Sector themselves. Just due to the fact that they stumbled upon the Dark Sphere was enough of a reason to silence them permanently with extreme prejudice!
The Insurmountable Drakes used to number more than just a mech company worth of mechs. Years of battle, hiding, flight and scavenging left this once respectable mercenary corps into a beggar-like remnant fleet that only managed to field a full mech company because of the friendly stragglers they picked up along the way.
"How can we get out then if the star sector rulers don't want us to escape?" Eloise Pelican asked.
"Good question. Let me explain."
As Ves discreetly drew upon the memories of his host, he learned her name and some of the details about her life. Eliose Pelican served as a mech lieutenant of the Insurmountable Drakes. Before the mercenary corps became trapped within the Dark Sphere, she was just a regular mech pilot.
Yet years of trying to survive in the Dark Sphere had constantly gotten other mech officers killed. Eloise Pelican matured rapidly during the conflict and became increasingly more proficient in piloting her old and battered space knight!
As the briefing went on, Moren Drenad began to outline their escape opportunity. They would be joining forces with several remnant outfits that were also trapped within the Dark Sphere and make a concerted effort to assault one of the only known exits of this bizarre pocket space!
"This exit is guarded by strong garrison from the Silent Nomad Star Sector. After months of analysis and preparation. We believe we stand the best chance of breaking out of the Dark Sphere by assaulting this guarded exit!" Moren said.
Eloise frowned. "There are thousands of mechs and hundreds of turrets on guard at that fortified exit. We know because we scouted it out before. How many mechs do we have on our side?"
"Merely a couple of hundred, the Insurmountable Drakes included." The odd man readily admitted. "While it is not possible for us to break through the space fortifications the Silent Nomad Star Sector has built around the exit through brute force, we are prepared to employ a stratagem to even the odds."
"What are you planning to do?"
"We are keeping that under wraps. Only your commander is allowed to know some of the details."
The commander of the Insurmountable Drakes intervened at this moment. "It's fine, Eloise. Mr. Drenad has come up with a workable plan."
The man from the Angel's Wing Foundation smiled. "Aside from our main stratagem, we also intend to provide you with some aid in order to tip the balance in our favor. We are prepared to issue each mech pilot with a special performance-enhancement stimulant that can substantially raise your performance for a short time."
"What are the side effects of your stimulant?" Another mech pilot asked.
"Oh, you will be out of it for at least a day, but the crash won't happen until a couple of hours has passed. Hopefully that should be enough time for us to fight our way through the Silent Nomad defenses and slip out of the Dark Sphere!"
More questions poured in, and Moren patiently answered them all, though whether he gave a complete answer or not was up for grabs.
Ves eyed the proceedings critically. This was by far the strangest Mastery experience so far. The previous two times he engaged in a Mastery, his consciousness entered the mind of a mech pilots involved in a conventional war.
This time was very different. It echoed his mission from the frontier because the Dark Sphere seemed to have isolated the forces trapped inside from the rest of the galaxy.
The Insurmountable Drakes had been stuck in the Dark Sphere for a decade and they never came close to escaping this peculiar space until now!
After answering a bunch of questions with vague non-answers, Moren Drenad departed from the conference room. The mercenary commander addressed a few more topics before ending the briefing.
Lieutenant Eloise Pelican sighed. While most of the other mech pilots wearily stepped out of the conference room in order to prepare for their daily patrols or to remain on standby, she approached the commander for a personal talk.
"Commander Pritchard." She said. "Are you sure this Mr. Drenad can be trusted?"
"Whether he's trustworthy or not, Mr. Drenad wants to get out of here as much as we do." The commander replied with a gruff voice. "I reckon that we can rely on that at the very least. Would you rather decline this opportunity to band together and make a concerted effort in breaking through?"
Pritchard led the Insurmountable Drakes during all this time without ever buckling completely. Even so, the pain of losing so many subordinates left their mark on the commander's psyche.
"Commander.. we all went to get out of the Dark Sphere." Eloise said softly. A strong emotional pain emanated from the depths of her heart, almost flooding Ves with sympathy. Eloise was a mother who left a young son behind! "As long as you say so, we'll go along with the plan and fight to get out. We trust in your leadership."
"Thank you, lieutenant." The man nonetheless sighed. "Sometimes, I feel unworthy of all of the faith you've put into me. The Insurmountable Drakes still lives, but we no longer have the numbers we have before. Half of our ranks weren't even part of us before we entered the Dark Sphere. Too many old friends have died and too many strangers have taken up their places."
"We do what we must to survive."
"That is why I have decided to go along with Mr. Drenad's plan. I've heard whispers about the Angel's Wing Foundation. They're a very powerful black market influence. While it's always dangerous to get involved with the black market, the people who make a living there value their credibility. That should mean something here."
Perhaps unconsciously influenced by Ves' own skeptical attitude, Eloise remained doubtful that the plan would pan out the way the Insurmountable Drakes wanted to. Yet she also knew that they were at the end of their ropes. With the abominable lack of supplies and the deteriorating state of their carriers and mechs, it was doubtful whether the Drakes could persist for another year!
After a terse discussion, Eloise finally separated from Commander Pritchard and returned to her own quarters on the Stained Salamander. The old ship was one of the only two mech carriers that the Drakes still managed to retain after these harrowing years.
"My son." Eloise sighed as she conjured up a projection of a smiling baby from her comm. "I will return to you someday. No matter if the entire Silent Nomad Star Sector stands in my way, I will break the entire star sector if that is what it takes for me to reunite with you!"
The strong, roiling emotions inside Eloise's mind made Ves feel as if he was riding a shuttle that decided to take a joyride through space while deactivating its inertial dampeners!
The strong maternal love that Ves became exposed to practically sent him into a tizzy! It took all of his concentration to avoid getting swept in Eloise's strong desire to reunite with her son!
Above all else, Ves needed to remain calm and remain in control of his own emotions! Only by maintaining a clear mind would he be able to influence Eloise without alerting the mech pilot of his presence in her mind!
Mentally, he cursed the System for dragging his consciousness to the mind of such a sentimental female mech pilot. Couldn't it have paid more attention to his gender and put him into the mind of a simple, male mech pilot?
In any case, after pining over her son for a time, Eloise shut the projection and left her quarters. She took the elevator down the lower decks of the Stained Salamander.
Grime, burn marks and inconsistently-repaired deck and bulkhead plating showed that the Salamander suffered heavy damage over the years. While the ramshackle jury-rigged repairs appeared sloppy, Ves admired the way the crew of the ship managed to keep the Salander afloat with a dire lack of supplies!
Once Eloise entered one of the mech hangar bays, she approached one of the imposing mechs being readied for deployment.
She piloted a space knight. Ves already knew that. Seeing it through Eloise's eyes, he couldn't help but be taken in a little by her affection for her mech.
This was the mech she fought with for all those years! No matter how bad a battle had gotten, the incredible resilience of her space knight always saw her through even as several of her colleagues had fallen!
As Eloise began to climb into the cockpit of her mech while Ves studied it in greater detail.
It started off as a rather generic medium space knight of the Valiant Warden model. However, its role as a defensive mech forced it to take frequent heavy beatings. Somehow, Eloise managed to survive the battles while bringing most of her mech back intact, but not entirely.
Practically none of the Valiant Warden's original armor plating remained. The mech's left arm and leg looked out of place from the rest of the model because they had been salvaged off the battlefield from another wreck and been grafted onto the Valiant Warden to replace the original limbs!
Ves felt for this mech. Whoever was in charge of repairing the mechs around here really knew their business. Even though the current incarnation of the Valiant Warden was pretty much a frankenstein mech, it nonetheless retained its ability to perform its main function!
This was a mech that naturally embodied some of the traits that Ves worked so hard to instill in his own mech designs!


Humanity has conquered half the galaxy and the Age of Mechs reigns supreme!

Ves Larkinson lacked the genetic aptitude to become a famed mech pilot. Fighting against his fate, he studied mech design in order to express his love for mechs as a builder instead of a soldier.

When Ves graduated from college, he returned to a new but empty boutique. Left with a small, newly founded mech workshop that his father painstakingly built with a mountain of debt, Ves somehow needs to make ends meet with the bank breathing down his neck.

In the midst of his despair, he found salvation from another legacy his father had left.

"Welcome to the Mech Designer System. Please design your new mech."

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For how long did she wished for a peaceful night like this? 

Her mind is already exhausted. Her body is on the verge of collapsing. 

Alys merely wanted to spend her remaining time in this world in peace. Having the moon as the only witness when the light of fire in her eyes slowly wither away.

Yet the world is cruel. That 'man' is cruel.  

She closed her eyes. Putting out her sense of sight made her other senses sharper in this chilly night, and made the sound of the shoes making contact with the marbled floor to become more distinct in this space of deafening silence.  

Only if Alys has enough strength to open her mouth, she would tell this incoming woman off and let her die peacefully and alone. But her body will not let her. The even breathing is taxing. 

 Alys can only helplessly let the shivering incapable servant open the door to her room, and let that woman in.

"Alice ah, I heard that you're dying."

The sweet voice of a woman in her prime occupied the spacious and dim lighted room.

Seeing the weak woman lying on a wide snow white mattress, a flash of joy appeared on Eloise's face. 

"His majesty was in my room a while ago and I was kind enough and told him about your situation." Eloise stood near Alys' face to clearly see her reaction when she mentioned about the emperor visiting her quarters. And as expected, though faint, she still saw her clenching her jaw.

"And his majesty was benevolent enough and told this servant to accompany you on your last moments."

"Alice ah, look at how cheap his majesty's love for you is. If it were me, it's really better to die than to receive such treatment from the man that I love."

Eloise sneered.  "Look at you, with only a few insignificant words, you look like you might die out of anger." She said her face full of provocative smile. 

No, 
 
Eloise's taunting words is not enough to bring out an intense emotion from her dead heart. It's because at this moment, with the mention of His Majesty, numerous memories resurfaced on Alys' once tranquil mind. It was a memory that is full of adventure that slowly turned into a love story but ended as a tragedy.

Remembering those times, something brewed in her heart. It was regret. A bone deep regret. She regretted that she let her heart fall on a man who don't know how to turn his back to his origin. A man who is easily blinded by gold and beauty.

Your Majesty ah, are you happy?

Seeing how satisfied you are sitting on the golden throne, then I guess you are.

I loved you, accompanied you, and supported you. Yet you threw all of it away.

But it's okay. My heart is serene. Because at the least I won't be able to witness with my own eyes how the nation i helped  build and protect to gradually crumble away.

With this, you won't be written as a hero in the history anymore, but as a ruler who caused the downfall of its own land. A ruler who personally poured the poison that gradually ate the life of the beloved queen of his people.

Alys treated Eloise as an air.  In her mind, she will die alone and peacefully.

And she really did. 

She can still remember the sensation of taking one's own last faint breath.
 
If that's the case, then why, why did she still be able to regain her consciousness?

Alys roamed her eyes around the familiar tattered hut. A big hand opened the curtain the serves as the entrance of the hut and a brawny man came in.

The familiar face of the man, made Alys' eyes to widen. And her mouth gaped after hearing his following words,

"Child, a new mission for you has arrived."

This... isn't this a normal scene for the her, 20 years ago?

After she helped him obtain the world, he let her die in the presence of the woman he chose over her with.

She thought it was the end of everything. Yet she woke up twenty years back. The time when she was still child who do wicked deed for the nobles. And that man was still a bright youth who has a bright hope for the future.

Yet the bright man that she fell in love before  became an unfeeling and calculating one. 

Once again when they stood at the apex of the world, the reborn woman can't help but ask, 

"Your Majesty, who are you?"

After all, his personality turned not a hundred-and-eighty, but a total three hundred-sixty-degrees than the one she once knew!

Daneel woke up to the sound of two people talking softly.
"-wasn't kidding when I said that I wanted to reach the peak of power. I just… want to see what's up there! Of course, I also want to grow powerful enough to never fear anyone or anything, but that's just a bonus. I don't know when it started, but this curiosity is killing me!"
He almost smiled when he realized that it was Xuan talking about her dream, but he stopped himself as he immediately saw that opportunities where he would be able to hear the innermost thoughts of his loved ones were rare.
He did wonder, for a moment, whether it was unethical to do so… but when Eloise spoke after that, all such thoughts left his mind and he listened with all his attention.
"Wow… having such clarity must feel nice. I asked because I can't really think about what my answer would be. Cassandra was the one who told me about how the others are talking about the future… so I thought I would broach it here, too. When he wakes up, I wanted to ask our sleepy Godking, but knowing that he would want to know our answers in return, I thought it would be good if we had ours ready. But now you've scared me! If you had been unclear, too, we could have discussed to find each other's answers… so what should I do now?!"
I almost forgot that you hate it when you don't know an answer…
The slight panic that entered her tone towards the end was quite abrupt. Hearing it, Daneel had instantly remembered how Eloise would always be extremely unsettled whenever she was doing something in the Kingdom without having all the information she needed.
He had found this out when she had actually snapped at him and then immediately apologized at least a hundred times when he had approached her to ask something. He had only been amused as he had found out something that he didn't know before, and the mortified expression that had come on her face at that moment was something he would never forget.
"Calm down! It's almost like you're worried about a plan for the war… this is trivial! Just think about your goals when you were a Princess in the Kingdom of Lanthanor. If they still feel right, they haven't changed, and if they don't… just think about how you can replace them!"
If Daneel had been awake, he would have applauded the idea. In his place, though, Eloise clapped her hands with what could only be joy, but when she remembered that she was supposed to be quiet, he could hear her immediately fall silent before biting her lip with concern.
During the silence, he could tell that she must be looking at him to see whether she had woken him up, but after assuring herself that he was still deep within the sea he had given himself up to before, she whispered, "That's a great idea! Gimme a moment…"
He was still in her lap, so he could hear her eyes close. He imagined her in deep thought, and it was such an adorable sight that he was sorely tempted to get up and shower them both with immeasurable love and uncountable kisses.
However, he wanted to hear her answer, so he waited. It came after a minute, and just like Xuan, he perked up his ears and devoured each word that she said with the utmost of focus.
"When I was a princess… all I wanted to do was save the Kingdom. Thankfully, my prince came along to fulfill that wish… so after that, the only thing left for me was to erase the blight that had stained our family name due to the actions of my father. I hoped that by doing all that I could for the continent, I would be able to restore the legendary heritage of the Lanthanore family to what it had been… and now, I know that I've succeeded in this. But the answer I was looking for was regarding my future… and when I look forward, just like you, I feel so much curiosity that I'm afraid it'll swallow me whole."
Oh? Since when did my other lady Queen also start to covet pow-
"I feel curious about the outside world. All my life, I've been amazed by all the natural beauty of Angaria… but I've always wanted to find out what's out there. That has only grown stronger after we started to find out things about the Mainland… so that is what I wish for. But, before that… I feel that Angaria would do well with a couple of little Godkings."
His thought had been cut off midway when Eloise continued, and now, after she finished speaking… he immediately opened his eyes and jumped to his feet.
"Your wish is my command, my lady."
At first, the room echoed with shrieks of surprise, but then, as it became filled with sighs of delight soon after, Daneel showed his two queens just how much he had missed them.
An hour later, he was standing on the terrace of the Kingdom of Lanthanor once again. He had only had a few hours of sleep followed by an hour of lovemaking, but that was more than enough to let him regain his peak form. Now, his thoughts were once again on the conversation he had just overheard.
What do I see in my future?
The first thing he saw was exactly what Eloise had just spoken about. He had always loved children. Back on Earth, when he had still been living in the orphanage, he had often been tasked with taking care of the youngest occupants who had no parents. He had always used to be the one who could do the job best, and even after he left to pursue his future, his every visit had always been filled with heartfelt appeals that begged him to stay back.
He had never thought about having children of his own… and now that it was possible, he didn't know how to feel.
He let himself think on it for a few seconds, and then… a happy smile stretched across his lips, as he imagined himself flying after a pair of unruly kids shouting with glee. They were sitting on the back of a dragon, its majestic wings allowing it to effortlessly glide toward the Heavens while he followed with his two queens in tow.
This magical scene seemed so precious that he was loath to stop thinking about it. Still, after a moment, he came back to the question once again and found himself just as stymied as he had been before.
He knew that the answer must lay within his past, so he began to look back. He thought of Earth, of his downfall, of his transmigration to Lanthanor, of his fascination when he found out about the wonders of Angaria, and of his determination to change the situation that he found his family in.
He started seeing hints of what he was looking for, but the complete answer still eluded him. He continued on the journey, traveling to Eldinor and his first schemes, to the Black Raven Kingdom and its destruction, to the battles he had lost and the friends he had gained. He pondered on all the power he had obtained, and all the love he had ignored. He went through each and every moment as they could all be recalled precisely, so there was no chance that he would fall into the common pitfall of humanity where people tended to gloss over their mistakes whenever they looked back.
Finally, when he reached the present, it almost seemed as if this had all been a futile exercise… but then, a single instant from a long time ago suddenly stood out to him.
It was that when he had firmly taken the decision to climb the throne of Lanthanor despite saying repeatedly, until then, that he would not follow the mission of the system to dominate the world, and in his mind, the reason behind which he had done so rang loud and clear.
Holding these words in his heart, he saw a clear glimpse of his future.
It was so bold that many would call him foolish, but they would have said the same to that little, powerless boy in Lanthanor whose lofty dreams had eventually come true.
Knowing that this was enough, he set these thoughts aside and remember that he hadn't asked the system whether there were any pending notifications that he hadn't heard.
Sure enough, there was one, and when the system repeated it… he couldn't help but gasp with surprise, before breaking into applause.
[Individual known as 'Jonah' has implanted a device filled with all of his memories in hosts body when host was unconscious. Memories are ready to perused. Valuable information has been found which will assist the simulations. Similar issues for the third wave have begun to be run again. Host will be notified of the results when they are available.]


[*Ding*
World Domination System booting up.


Current World: Unknown


Host Status: Near-death


Current Goal: Survive


Overall Goal: Dominate and Conquer the world!]

A college student struggling for cash opted for an experiment which was advertised as safe but paid a lot of money. As soon as he was strapped to a chair and had electrodes placed on his head, he fell asleep but woke up to this robotic voice in his head.

With these words started Daneel's adventures in an unknown world. 
Will he explore and conquer the rapidly changing new world, as the system stated? Or will he die and be forgotten within the eddies of time?

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Release rate : 14 chapters per week

Release Schedule: 00:15, 6:00 GMT+8

Chapter Length: ~2000

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Updated Map(SPOILER ALERT- Only see if you've read until Chapter 900) :
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"Damn, it feels good watching you squabble with people. You've still got that razor-sharp tongue of yours, just as sharp as it was back in the day," Zhu Lingling laughed, "I think this stubbornness of yours must have been why Qin Chu fell in love with you in the first place." At this, Zhu Lingling seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing. She coughed, taking the conversation in another direction, "What I mean is, even Young Master Huo got a verbal lashing from you. You're amazing. Teach me your ways, great master!"
"I'm done taking apprentices," Huo Mian joked while giving off a big smile.
"Look at you, acting all cheeky. Humph! Like you've actually taken apprentices before," Zhu Lingling teased back.
Time spent messing about with girlfriends always passed quickly.
The two would never cause trouble at night-time establishments. By the time they finished their drinks, it was already late into the night. They each took a separate cab home.
Arriving back at her rented apartment, Huo Mian changed into a nightgown and messaged Zhu Lingling.
"I'm home, Lingling, what about you?"
Zhu Lingling replied almost instantly, "Got home safe. I'm going to take a shower. Go to bed soon, good night!"
Just as Huo Mian was about to turn her phone off, she received a text message. The number ended with 8866, which she recognized to be Qin Chu's.
"Asleep yet?"
Two simple words. However, without knowing why, Huo Mian felt her heart thundering in her chest. It had been seven years since she last felt like this. It was strange, really.
After a moment of thought, she promptly deleted the message, turned off the phone, and went to bed.
On the other end of the line, at the Hillside Manor-
Not seeing a reply after a while, Qin Chu realized that he wasn't going to receive anything tonight. Knowing Huo Mian's personality, there was no way she would text him back.
Getting up, he walked down the stairs. Stopping before the wine rack, he picked out a bottle of red wine.
Just then, heavy footsteps sounded from behind him. Without needing to ask, he had a rough idea of who it was.
"Chu, come here for a second. I have something to ask you."
Qin Yumin hadn't been sleeping well lately. Waking up in the middle of the night, he heard movement coming from downstairs, so he went down to investigate. As he had guessed, his son wasn't asleep yet either.
Qin Chu unhurriedly poured himself a glass of wine, then walked to the living room and sat down on the couch. With his head lowered, he gently swirled his glass.
The navy-blue night robe he wore showed off his sculpted face perfectly. His eyes lowered, and his long fingers were tapping intermittently on the side of the wine glass. It was a sight that could intoxicate any woman.
Seeing his son in this light, Qin Yumin felt a strange absence of familiarity.
"I heard about the meeting today. You dismissed the Greenfield Manor Plan?"
"I did." His answer was extremely straightforward.
"Why?" Qin Yumin demanded, slightly enraged.
"I don't like it."
"Nonsense. Business isn't done based on likes and dislikes. If that were the case, GK would have gone bankrupt long ago. Chu, I handed GK over to you because I believe in you, but you can't be so reckless."
"I have my reasons for what I did. If you don't trust me, then do it yourself. You know that I've never had any interest in a boring job like this in the first place."
"You…" Qin Yumin was left speechless with rage.
A moment later, Qin Chu suddenly raised his head, his eyes catching the light for a moment. "Dad, do you still remember our wager from seven years ago?" he asked.
At this, Qin Yumin paused for a moment but remained silent.
Seven years ago, he had made a bet with his son, a wager on a very important matter.
"What are you trying to say?" Frowned, Qin Yumin asked Qin Chu.
"Not much. I just wanted to remind you that I've done everything you requested, so isn't it time for you to return the favor?"
Hearing this, Qin Yumin's expression darkened.
However, in the end, he only said this, "I don't care how, but I want this quarter's performance improved by 15 percent. Otherwise, the Greenfield Project will commence, and you will be demoted," he huffed. "Don't think that, just because you're my son, I can't do anything to you."
With that, Qin Yumin turned brusquely and left. It was easy to see that he was angry.
Although he didn't say a word about the promise from seven years ago, Qin Chu knew that his father understood what he meant.
As for GK's performance, he thought, I can raise it by fifteen percent with my eyes closed. I wonder why Father brought up such an unchallenging task so solemnly.
At five in the morning, Qin Chu was woken by a series of noises.
At the door stood a middle-aged man in a black suit. Behind him were eight members of the Special Police Unit, with their guns in hand.
"Doctor Qin, sorry to disturb you. There's been an emergency and we really need you right now."
His mother and father were shocked and confused. On the other hand, Qin Chu's expression was calm. "Give me a minute to change." With that, he turned around and walked upstairs, hands tucked inside his pockets.
After her son left, Mrs. Qin asked, pale and trembling, "Yumin, our son... did he get in trouble with someone important?"


Original Synopsis: 
Seven years ago, after their breakup, he disappeared without a trace.
Now, he reappeared on the eve of her wedding, sparing no means in forcing her to marry him… 
With a certificate of marriage, he bound her mercilessly to his side. 
From there, this “Cinderella” began her journey as a wife of the business empire’s heir...
Mrs Huo - composed, sharp-tongued, and freakishly smart.
Mr Qin - wife-spoiler to no end and a complete “slave” to their daughter.
Quality love story, one on one. You are welcome to get hooked on this story with us. 
Stats on QQ Reader: 102 million favorites, and was voted 8.4/10 by 41 thousand readers. 
TL's Note: Probably one of the best stories I've read, and I was very tempted to translate the title to Big D Brings Spring. Girls, I hope you enjoyed it as much as my girlfriend and my female translators who binge read 4000 chapters in about a month. 
For all the guys hesitating to give it a try, you won't regret it. It's a manly book, I swear.

There are a total of 4 Empires in the Continent of Matrona. These are the Thorinar Empire or the Human Realm, the Demitrout Alliances or Kingdom of the Beast race and the Einlad Dwarves, the Velvetoir Empire or the residence of the Elven race, Siethdorians, and the Bloodswourn Legion where the Serpentines rule. 

These groups have been under silent terms for a little less than 500 years. But though they do not portray public violence, the empires have been on constant tension and competition among themselves. And they've later set the stage at the academy, Queensfort Studies. As wide and as prosper being it's own kingdom, Queensfort Studies accepted bright and talented students from every nation. It was built by a famous and powerful elven magician called Aquila, who was known for being indiscriminate and kind yet stern and adamant. 

Queensfort isn't the only place to school young prodigies, but it has proved over and over again to be the best when it comes to nurturing raw talent. Multiple graduates were revered to be geniuses that thrive on their own fields and came home to as a highly respected individual recognized by the empires. Such is the place where our hero will be attending.

<Queensfort Studies>

Carriages lined uniformly over at the prepared stables after delivering their passengers at the entrance to the guest's hall, which was by the way, comparable to a stadium. Nobles and peasants from different races were accommodated by students from the academy tasked to do so, a way to show off the promised prestige of its name. 

*Creak*

The hinges of the wheel cried as to mark the of the ride. The coachman rushing to the door assisted, only to find Gab asleep carelessly on Alisa's lap. 

"s...iss...Miss *giggles*, we're here."

"Uhh *wipes drool*"

The journey lasted a quarter of a day and Gab was hardly able to get a wink of sleep because she kept rolling around the room, excited to enter school. Her body got back at her during the ride. Alisa came down the coach and assisted Gab on her way down, later then handing her the things she prepared for the occasion.

"B-b-best of luck miss, may the god, Orthtro, guide you. Uh, I know you can do it. Um, y-you can do this!"

Alisa stuttered, trying her best to cheer Gab on. Turns out she was more nervous than Gab was right now. 

"Y-yeah...are you alright?"

"*deep breaths*...yes, miss. I'm alright now, off you go~."

"Yeah, I'll see later."

In her first life, Gab had read and memorized most of the books in her dad's library. And mind you, he had more than 10,000 books in his study. She proved to have quite the brainpower, but reading all of those took away her social life for she lost all her time in there. So the first test was sure to be a breeze, her problem was the second one. 

What talent does she boast? If her knowledge can be deemed as one then she wouldn't have to worry about this, but here scholars are commodity. Now that wouldn't be much of a talent, would it? Well her mana, mana manipulation, and conjure versatility can tell anyone to shut up.

But well, what she needed was something that can finish the deal. She needed something that can assure a future where she gets chosen as hero and that thing should help her at the least, do damage to Astaroth. So what is it? 

She was there sitting by a bench at the back. Gab was with the other children taking part in the tests. A girl took a seat beside her, however, Gab...was asleep with her eyes open.

"Hmph! Well at the very least you look decent. Which family do you come from?"

"..."

"...Haha, I know. It must be a shock for you to talk to someone as famous and revered as I am. But pity now, I have bestowed upon you the blessing of being in my presence."

"..."

"Oh of course, you must be puking nervous to speak. Giving account to the examination we are about to participate in, how dreadful."

"..."

"...*annoyed* H-hey."

She leaned near Gab's face. Who was at the moment sitting upright but was looking into empty space. The girl waved her hand in front of her, trying to call out for attention. But Gab remained stagnant.

'Uwahh~ I accidentally talked to a strange one. She hasn't blinked since a while ago. But she is without a doubt a noble, the hairpin proves it but I can't remember which family had that pattern...I should try at least three more times to make her notice me. Daddy always told me that "...Listen honey, when I was young like you, I thought that money, fame and power was everything one needs to be happy in this world. And well, now that I'm all grown up. I proved myself right, always knew I'm genius. So sweetie, now that you are of right age, do what I did. Keep yourself close with rich, disciplined people because when they become famous, so do you. Daddy just wants you to be happy dear, alright? Give your daddy a kiss, my little poochypie~" So I must stay close to this girl and catch her attention.'

And so here she goes again, trying her best to catch Gab's attention while trying to avoid looking desperate. 

"Hey." *pokes Gab's cheek*

"..."

"Heey~." *softly blows air on neck*

"..."

"...*pissed*"

"..."

"Oi!!! *knocks head* Tohh!"

Waking up while holding a bump on her scalp. A girl in a dress too big and elegant with gloves and a well-designed fan, greeted her. Well Gab was simple, she had stockings, belt, short skirts with a long-sleeve and a light vest. 

"Ow! *holding her head*"

"Hmph! That's what you get for ignoring me."

"Um...who're you?"

"...what?"

"Why'd you hit me? And I was at the best part of my dream~...damn. *irritated*"

"Y-you were asleep...? *flustered*"

"Yeah."

'D-DDAAMMMIITT!!!!'

Yes, the girl is embarrassed to the very core of her being. Looking away from Gab and covering her face. 

"Hm? What's wrong?"

'T-THIS BITCH...I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU! THE EXAM WOULD BE STARTING WITHOUT YOU NOW. YOU PETTY! SAD! PATHETIC PIECE OF SHIT!! UUURRRGGGHH!!!!!! YOU SHALL EXPERIENCE MY WRATH RIGHT HERE!'

She then quickly turns to answer Gab. 

"Oh no, everything is alright, just a bit of excitement. I'm Marie by the way, Marie Eloise V'becuim. It seems you didn't hear me a while ago, pleased to make your acquaintance. *bright smile*"

"Hm, so it's Mariel."

"What, no. My name is Marie Eloise, not Mariel!"

"Mhm, nice to meet you Mariel. I'm Gab, Gabrielle Xylmuitte, it's really nice to meet you. Hehe~"

"Wait, no, listen to me. Its Marie, not Mariel, MARIE!"

"*ignores*...*twitching*U-um, you know. I'm really happy right now. I've finally made my very first friend, and um...P-please take care of me, Mariel. *heavenly smile*"

"Wha—? *flustered again*"

It's super effective. (*pokemon reference*| yes, again)

"W-w-well since your my first friend that's my age, I'll allow a nickname."

*Gab giggling*

*DUNN* *CREAK*

The giant doors leading to the examination room slowly opened. There was gasping from the crowd as five people walked out. There was an tall old man with a horns and a tail in ashen white robes, a serpentine. A pale, human woman with fixed, reddish-purple hair that matched her outfit of a loose, red kimono with wooden slippers. 

A girl with fluffy ears and 9 dazzling fox tails, she had short orange hair with a ribbon behind her head, also wearing a kimono but pink and shorter to show her small legs. There was dwarf wearing thick armor engraved with runes, he carried a giant hammer on his back. And an elf, he had really long, pure-white hair braided reaching his thighs. Wearing a simple, light-blue robe and a smile. 

"To all examiners, we shall now proceed with the trials. Prepare yourselves."

What is Right? And what is Wrong? 

It's the hypocrisy of history written by victors. The Gods are good, the Devil is evil or so we've been told. Those who oppose the rulers in this world shall be persecuted and entitled evil, for they might shatter the false peace established.

There never will be true peace, only coexistence. For to live is to devour; To devour is to deplete that which is consumed. This is the fact of life. 

What makes a Hero? Who deems what deeds be called 'Heroic'? 

Saving the world? Being chosen by a God? Unbelievable Power and Skill? Spirit of Self-sacrifice? Or Devotion and Bravery? 

Who knows? 

Our protagonist shall play the part, starting over again to correct her mistakes. Pit against the tides of fate, struggling to change the future. 

Her nemesis, victim of a cruel life and the irresponsibility of adults. Sights set on revenge, now he crawls his way back, looking for blood. 

Watch the contest between wits and brawn, as they fight their way up to victory. In the end, who will prevail? Noble or Peasant? The Hero or the Devil? Mortal versus Immortal.

This is a story of Sin, a tale of Trust, a novel of Nobleness, and a chronicle of Magic. 


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A guy who had left nothing but puzzles to solve and a never lasting mourn for his family and his friend. While taking care of his nephew with two clones on his side. He found out something that makes him think and wonder of the treasures of his family. While solving the cases of the death of the girl he loved, his family and his friends... he also solve the mystery of the wanders of the treasures and hidden antiques of his parents.

Despite the protests of what was essentially her entire family, Eloise had made her way to Dathow Han. After only a night of thought, she had decided that her body was a small price to pay for the kind of influence she could have in the Wendolan court for her people. She had the spirit of a warrior, just not one who used a sword. What better place for her than the Palace where no such weapons were allowed?
Of course, Jenny was not about to let her little sister be sold off like that. She may not have been able to convince Eloise at home, but perhaps upon seeing the Wendolan King she'd change her mind.
The Camp of the Eastern Army was situated mainly outside of Dathow Han. Though Eloise had seen from a distance that another camp existed further downriver, opposite which was the bulk of the Wendolan Army. From a distance, they'd also been able to see the general layout of prisoner camp, which was situated right near the centre of the army.
The Nobles of the East were situated mainly in the inns and house of Dathow Han, but Saorise herself was in a tent with the main army. Of course, Eloise and Jenny only discovered this when they arrived and were immediately escorted to see Saorise.
"My lady," both Jenny and Eloise curtsied as they greeted her, and Saorise smiled at them. She looked tired. Not at all like the brilliant and strong woman Eloise had met the previous year. She still held a force of presence that was unmatched though, and Eloise respected her all the more for it.
"The ladies Ridgelam," Saorise stated, "It is good to see you, am I to assume you are here to answer my call?".
Jenny scoffed, "Not in a million years would I enter into that nightmare of a court. Though my sister does not seem to have the same sense of pride".
Eloise ignored her sister, "I am willing to meet with his majesty and hear the full proposal. If it to help my people I will sacrifice freely".
Saorise smiled, as if proud but not entirely happy, "You are sure?"
Eloise nodded, "I am".
Saorise nodded, "There are four others that have expressed an interest in hearing the rest of the deal. More than I thought. But it seems your reasoning is all similar. For the good of the East".
"We are proficient in the hunt, and just as deadly on the battlefield," Eloise spoke, "But I believe we have yet to prove how efficient we can be with words as well".
"Perhaps, though I admit I have yet to agree with such licentious practices. Nevertheless I respect you for the decision you have made and commend you for your sacrifice," said Saorise, "We will be having a Festival of Dancing Leaves in two days time and the Wendolan King has been invited to attend. It will be your first meeting. Until them, I can have the exact terms sent over to you to consider, I received them a few days ago from the Wendolan party".
"Thank you, I would appreciate it," said Eloise.
Saorise indicated to a soldier who had come to escort them to their accommodations, "Then let me or General Lowan know if you need something. I believe your father and one of your brothers is among the camp, I do believe at least one other is among the prisoners however".
"Damn, Wendolans," Jenny grumbled.
"Yes well, as much as I would love to see the looks on their faces when another woman shoots an arrow across the river at them Jenny, I would prefer you not to do so, there is a ceasefire currently in place," Saorise smiled.
Jenny smirked, "You shot an arrow at them?"
Saorise shrugged, "I was in a mood and it was the fastest way to send a message. At least the King got my joke".
"Oh?" asked Jenny with a raised eyebrow, "Send one right back at you did he?"
"Aye, seemed mildly impressed when I didn't flinch. Must have given me some edge in negotiations,"  Saorise said.
"I don't think you need an edge, Saorise. I think your reputation proceeds you enough for that," Jenny replied.
Saorise raised an eyebrow as if confused, "Reputation?"
Jenny smiled and Saorise smiled back.
"I have missed you, join us for dinner?" asked Jenny.
"If I can," Saorise replied, "Please make yourselves as comfortable as possible".
***
It was true that two of their brothers had been captured. They had four in all. Their father, Herbert Ridgelam, had had two sons, Leon and Jack before he'd welcomed a daughter, Jenny. He'd then had two more sons, the twins Ryder and Thomas before Eloise had come along. Thomas had been injured in an earlier battle, and was still in the process of recovering. Ryder and Leon had both been captured, leaving Jack to be beside his father and watch over his recovering brother.
Jack was a nice enough young man, but he was also quite impulsive compared to the level headed Leon. Sometimes that quality was fun, a way to help them through troubled times. Others, like on a battlefield, it was reckless. A recklessness that had ended in Ryder being captured.
Jack had been quite sullen ever since, and even the arrival of Jenny, the sibling he'd always been closest to, couldn't fix his guilt.
Whilst Jenny spent time with him and Thomas, Eloise was called to talk to her father.
"You've only just become a woman, Eloise, this is not the time to consider marriage, let alone marriage to a foreign king as one of many wives," said Herbert.
Eloise sighed, "This is not a decision you can make for me father. And I have been a woman for quite some time now. I meet the age requirements and am willing to make the sacrifice for our people. Please do not try to stop me from doing this, it is selfish and you know it".
Herbert sighed. He'd never been able to argue with his youngest daughter. She was too clever for her own good. The rest of his children was easier, they were warriors with weapons. Eloise had always been one to fight her battles through words instead.
"You will not even consider turning away from this farce?" asked Herbert.
"It is not a farce," said Eloise, "Besides, the Festival will be my chance to meet my husband-to-be. If he is an absolute horror then I don't suppose any of us will be willing. Though I have heard enough to know that he is not all the rumours say he is. At least he is not a complete idiot. Perhaps I will be able to have a conversation with a man that doesn't involve hunts and battles".
Herbert's eyes narrowed, "We have those conversations".
Eloise smiled as she reached up on her toes to kiss her father's cheek, "And should I leave I will miss them dearly, papa".

All Saorise Caramort wanted in life was to live peacefully. She had no ambitions despite the freedom afforded to her, but that was just the way of the East.
That all comes crashing down when her mother dies, and those other, greedier countries of the West decide they want a slice of her people's ten-thousand-year-old Forest of abundance. Her people fight back and hold out as they always have. No one takes the East without their permission. But something is stirring in the West, something not even those hardy and proud people in the East can defend against...

Peter Octavius Westfold, Crown Prince of Wendolan, has boded his time in the shadows, carefully constructing the facade of the drunken, whoring, useless prince of the Warmongering nation of Wendolan since he was old enough to understand what his bloodline meant. Now, his father having finally died, he takes his throne much to the disgust of his people and court...then achieves in just a month what his father failed to do in three years. He just didn't count on meeting an obstacle to his grand ambitions at the negotiations table.

Peter and Saorise come from very different cultures and value vastly different things. But as it becomes clear that something far older and far more dangerous than themselves is stirring, they have no choice but to meet each other as equals. For if they cannot combine the ancient blood within their very souls, no one will stand a chance...

*Note to Reader: This book is R-18 for a reason. If you don't like reading books with such content. Avoid this one.*
*Also, apologies to those who had this as a different book in collections originally. Thought it was a better use of space if I recycled an old book I'd discontinued rather than create a whole new file seeing as you can't delete books on Inkstone (which is stupid, but whatever)*

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